Although I’d probably missed half the calls anyway because of Mollie.
“Alright, well I’m going go back in case Brian calls. I think Mollie has a class starting in a few minutes, so hopefully I’ll be alone!” I prayed. "Work your magic, think up a crazy plan and we can try to execute it!"
When I got back she was gone. I turned on the TV. ‘Friends’ was on.
“…you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And if you let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. Monica, will you marry me?” Chandler proposes.
RRRIIINNNNGGG!!!! RRRRIIINNNGGG!
“Aww… this is my favorite episode!” I dried my teary eyes, getting mad at the interruption. “Hello?”
“Uh… hi. Sorry, am I interrupting something?”
“Brian! Your lucky your you! I wouldn’t talk to anyone else during my fave episode of ‘Friends!’”
“Wow, I feel special. Which show?”
“The one where Chandler proposes! It’s so sweet! Monica decorated the room with candles and he’s so sweet…” I quoted the line. “It’s about time they hooked up they’ve been best friends forever!”
He laughed, obviously not really caring about my TV obsession. “I’m very happy for them. Although that one is like two years old and they are already married.”
“So? Anyway, I had to bribe my roommate that you’d give her an autographed pic of Dicraprio for her to give me your message.”
“What? I don’t know him. And she doesn’t even like me! You should really switch rooms. Or get an answering machine.”
I laughed. “She'd just delete the messages. When are you guys off for the holidays? Thanksgiving is next week.” I asked hopefully.
“Just two weeks around Christmas. And I haven’t seen my mom and dad since we were there, so I really need to spend a week with them. Then I'm flying to see some of my other family.”
I sighed. “Okay.”
“I’m sorry… don’t be mad. Maybe you can come see some shows.”
“I’m not mad… and I don't have any more breaks til like Easter! And its just…”
“Brian get off the phone! We’ve got an interview in ten minutes!” I could hear a voice in the background.
He groaned. “I’m so sorry, I’ve gotta go! I’ll try to call tomorrow, alright?”
After hesitating, “yeah, bye.” Click.
‘I didn’t even get an ‘I love you,’’ I thought miserably.
Chapter 60
Chapter 62
As Time Goes
Frick's Fairytales